I am the fith generation of Elbert Gray
Son of Dave and Jane
We are tribe
We history so roots
We Africa
We middle passage
We American soil so slave
We are made of something more
We free
We family
Louisiana
California
Nevada
Connecticut
Utah
Points between
We sing so voice
Like angel like God
We act
We cook
We apple pie peach cobbler
We cousin so fun
Play hand clap pat pat
Double Dutch
Street race on feet in Oakland streets
When I was a kid with the the San Francisco crew
We smart like books
Like sense like business
Who you know can do it better
Than we
So beautiful
We complicated love
We get along
We don't get along
But we know we family
We hurt feelings
Bruise egos
Step on toes
Don't change DNA
We get together
To remember history
To forgive
To forward
To
Family
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